Blessed is he that love is his true aim,
That will crush rocks for his claim,
And will not doubt to trend the unknown,
Nor fear to take lot of his own;
Who is not afraid of contradictions;
Who does not hide from certain limitations; 
Whose direction, which flickers subconsciously, 
He actively follows consciously;
Who’s brave to fall, still aspiring to fly;
Who knows the changing course of uncertainty;
Whose love is like sun's golden rays
That falls on every thing in its trails,
Who pricelessly loves but not for gain,
And never fears the proud disdain.